[Episode 141568] [Episode 141568]Hands held. Hands guided, showing the way. A small squeak. A light sigh.
Blue eyes. Deep blue eyes.
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TAP.
TAP.
TAP.
Akane growled as she tapped her pencil against her math book. She couldn't concentrate. Her stupid sister! She had no clue what it was like! Boys reaching, slobbering, grabbing, groping! They were perverts, every last one of them.
And Nabiki was walking right into a trap! That boy would come. And like all boys, he would do things. Nasty things. Nabiki was too weak to resist. She wasn't a martial artist like Akane. Even Akane found resisting hard. So very hard.
Nabiki wouldn't be able to stop the boy. He'd get her knocked up. He'd get her for sure. Nabiki would be going to school, preggers. Forget the 'Ice Queen', everybody at school would think Akane was the sister of some loose slut.
"Baka!" Akane grumbled to herself.
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Blue eyes met Brown, pleading as they drooped, closing.
Hands reached up, eliciting a shiver as they passed over sleek flanks, soft skin. Up. Up. To the base of twin peaks.
A gasp. A moan. Another kiss.
Small bites. Nibbles. That one tender spot, feeling a lover's quickened pulse just under smooth skin.
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Kasumi frowned down into the bowl. The sauce wasn't right. The rice almost over cooked. And now she found she didn't have enough lettuce. She stirred a little more forcefully than necessary.
At least the ginger dressing would hold up.
Poor Nabiki. So misguided. So hurt. Kasumi wished she had been there more for her. But Father and Akane needed her so much more. Nabiki seemed to be okay.
How could she have been so wrong?
Now Nabiki was finding comfort in the arms of something evil. Brother Tofu was a nice man. A very nice man. Kasumi felt the heat rise in her cheeks. But he didn't know her sister all that well.
Nabiki was lonely. Vulnerable. She was very likely to fall, and it would have been all Kasumi's fault. A sin on her own soul for forsaking one of her family.
Poor Nabiki. She needed help. Kasumi had no way to break through. To make her younger sister see the light. Was there anything she could do?
But the salad needed to be blended. And the Tempura watched. It would not do to let supper burn the house down.
Kasumi slammed the bowl onto the counter top.
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Cheeks flushed. A small squeal. Her breath caught, filled with rapture.
Brushing. Licking. Her tightened peak was claimed. Engulfed in moist warmth. Slim fingers ran through brown hair.
Another hand tentatively slid down, further, inward. Hesitant. Waiting. Entwined with red.
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Akane threw her pencil onto the desk and pushed her book into the trash. She placed her head in her hands.
"Can't think!" She groaned, looking at the book in the trash, "Stupid Nabiki!"
Couldn't her sister see? Nabiki was ruining her life. She didn't need some...boy to be happy. Akane was perfectly happy, and she didn't have boys.
The only time she was unhappy was when she had boys crawling all over her. Ick.
And her stupid sister had to follow along with Daddy's plans. Jeez. Now they were going to have some perverted boy coming into their home. Sitting at their table. Doing things to Nabiki. Nasty things. Perverted things. Right out in public!
And Akane would be forced to watch, unable to do anything about it, because Nabiki had to go get herself engaged to the baka and would have to submit to his every whim!
And then the rumors would start at school. Nabiki being perverted with some boy. Nabiki being easy. What would the kids at school say about her family? What would they say about her?
Of course they'd think Akane was like that, too. Those kinds of things ran in the family, after all. Akane had held them off for so long. And stupid, careless Nabiki would give them reason to start it all up again, she was going to ruin it all!
She shifted, looking over to the wall that separated her room from Nabiki's. She could hear a slight thumping from the other side.
Typical Nabiki, not caring about anybody else but herself. Akane scowled.
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Kasumi grimaced. She focused on dinner, bubbling and boiling on the stove. Trying to tune out the slight sounds from upstairs. Little Akane might not know what it was, but she certainly did. Thankfully father was out of the house, our he'd have died of shock.
Nabiki.
She'd told her younger sister to not corrupt little Akane. To not tempt her with such lewd behavior.
Kasumi sighed and looked towards the ceiling.
"Mother, forgive her."
The noise never got louder, but Kasumi could tell when it grew urgent.
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Sweat streamed, cooling their bodies.
An urgent hand clamped down, muffling a scream.
Hands roamed. Teased. Released.
She found herself laid out across the bed. Being put on display for the gratification of her lover. Every inch of her exposed. She watched her lover move, twist, trying to reach everywhere at once. Muscles rippling under taught skin.
Her back arched in pleasure, even as gentle hands pinned her wrists above her head. She let her lover take the lead.
Her tips ached. Burned. Her lover dipped lower. Reaching for her center. That one place she was at her most vulnerable.
"No." she quietly moaned. "Not yet." Her lover grinned, but she wasn't ready! Not like this! Not yet! She wasn't sure!
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"That's it!"
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She was burning. Desire rippled through her as she pulled her legs to her chest. Her lover giggled. Her beaming blue eyes just above her knees.
She wanted this so badly.
But she was afraid.
A tear rolled down the side of her face, onto the pillow.
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The door slammed open.
"Nabiki! We--"
Nabiki, sprawled naked and sweaty across the rumpled covers of her bed looked over with glazed eyes.
Akane stood in the doorway, her hand over her mouth. Her face beat red in shock and embarrassment.
Nabiki looked down. Ranma had practically sunk through the bed. Only her red hair and wide blue eyes could be seen.
The poor succubus was blushing to her roots.
Nabiki coughed, sat up, and positioned herself to supply some modesty.
"Yes?" she said. Calm, cool, collected. Her face hard. "What do you need, Aka-chan?" The little brat.
"I just thought--"
"You thought what, Aka-chan?"
Nabiki stole a glance at her thoroughly mortified girlfriend.
"I thought we should talk?" Akane supplied weakly.
"Well, sis." Nabiki's grin was predatory, "As you can see, I'm a little busy here." She repositioned herself to display a little more. Her grin widened as Akane gasped and turned away.
"No. No. That's alright Nabiki! We'll talk in the morning."
"Yes. We will. Please close the door on your way out."
"Sure!"
The door quickly closed. Nabiki ran her fingers through Ranma's hair, trying to soothe the succubus.
"You can come out now."
"It'll be alright?"
"We're alone."
"Ah. Jeez. I'm sorry Nabiki."
"There's nothing to be sorry about."
Ranma float up through the bed, hovering an inch or so above it. Nabiki's eyes roamed her curves.
"I didn't think--"
"It's ok." No, it wasn't. But Nabiki could think of a way to make it better. Wash away the fear. Her own fear. Her own vulnerability.
"Actually. Nabiki. I think I ought to go."
Nabiki sat up and took Ranma's arm.
"Not yet. Please?" She could tell the redhead was finished for the night. The succubus was practically ready to bolt. "Let's just get some sleep, ok?" Ranma's nervouse blue eyes caught hers.
Then the redhead nodded.
Nabiki pulled the smaller girl close as the settled back into bed. The redhead squeezed so tight. Afraid to let go. Still trembling a little.
Nabiki laid there, listening to Ranma's breathing become even, then turn into a silent snore. She idly stroked the succubus.
Thinking about Akane. The brat!
Nabiki was a bit of a shark when it came to debts others owed her, but she was meticulously fair in the form of repayment. Her marks always got exactly what they deserved.
Akane definitely owed her.
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